DESOLATION.
IN the Kingdom of the gloaming
Where the days are gray, and dim—
Dim, and gray and pensive—
Where the dead past's thoughts go roaming
Like the fallen seraphim,
Once I wandered 'neath the luster
Of a spectral, leaden moon—
'Neath a moon of lurid luster,
Where the sad lights fade and swoon.
Where the days are gray, and dim—
Dim, and gray and pensive—
Where the dead past's thoughts go roaming
Like the fallen seraphim,
Once I wandered 'neath the luster
Of a spectral, leaden moon—
'Neath a moon of lurid luster,
Where the sad lights fade and swoon.
And a shape that e'er eluded
Waved me on to realms unknown—
Realms of shade and shadow
Where eternal silence brooded,
And the rushing clouds alone
Waved me on to realms unknown—
Realms of shade and shadow
Where eternal silence brooded,
And the rushing clouds alone
